"Quite as usual, thank you. Of course, we both are so busy that I see comparatively little of him," Katharine said serenely.
Reed caught at the digression.
"Of course. I suppose the youngster keeps you very busy, Mrs. Brenton."
"Oh, it isn't the baby. I have a wonderful nurse for him, some one Doctor Keltridge recommended."
Again Reed caught at the chance for a digression.
"Doctor Keltridge is a wonderful man," he remarked, a little bit maliciously.
Too late, he realized his blunder, for without delay, Katharine seized the opportunity to snap back to her former position.
"Yes, after his fashion. It is only rather sad to see so broad an intellect buried under the masses of old-time tradition. He gives a strychnine tonic when we others would merely pour ourselves into the gap, and fight disease with mind."
Opdyke's brown eyes became inscrutable.
"But do you think that mind can do the business, Mrs. Brenton?" he inquired.